foot, creek, lamentation

[jakemac]

cheer up baby doll
the black days on an end
every sun shines yellow
every home is a sanctuary
every mountain a colossus
marauding;
and every father
but every world is beautiful
and every shoulder lent through the love
and every tear trodden through the angst
we can't touch that
no can we touch money
we can feel love and aura
permeating our weak pale skin
we were once strong
but we've caused so much pain
and we've floated down through eons
of faith and love and rumors of god
and society
heads on our feet
hands on our livers
perpetuating beauty
spat at through dullness
on a the city corner
of some mountain peak
microcosms away from man

i lament